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❝ We're supposed to take care of each other. ❞

i. independent stiles stilinski from mtv’s teen wolf series ii. will follow show’s canon events as it twists and turns through new episodes && seasons iii. over six years of roleplay experience iv. crossover && oc friendly v. multi-verse && multi-ship vi. mun is imaginative, loves to plot, and the self-crowned queen of feels

#casually taints epic return by showing y'all my new blog #fear not! i'm just putting peter on a longer hiatus until his muse comes back #but until then you can find me here! (when i'm not busy)

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Man this stinks; coming off one hiatus only to go on another a few weeks later. BUT HEY INSTEAD OF INTERNING I’M ACTUALLY RELAXING THIS TIME. Going up to Maine for a little R&R with my bestie—- gonna have so much fun!

I’ll only be gone for two weeks this time and I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to get on most evenings. Wednesday thru Saturday of this week though, I won’t be available at all. Road trippin! Thank you all for putting up with the recent lack of uh … everything. And thanks for being so awesome to me!

*** Feel free to message me IC and OOC throughout the next 2.5 weeks! My skype is available upon request as well! ***

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Man this stinks; coming off one hiatus only to go on another a few weeks later. BUT HEY INSTEAD OF INTERNING I’M ACTUALLY RELAXING THIS TIME. Going up to Maine for a little R&R with my bestie—- gonna have so much fun!

I’ll only be gone for two weeks this time and I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to get on most evenings. Wednesday thru Saturday of this week though, I won’t be available at all. Road trippin! Thank you all for putting up with the recent lack of uh … everything. And thanks for being so awesome to me!

*** Feel free to message me IC and OOC throughout the next 2.5 weeks! My skype is available upon request as well! ***

Man this stinks; coming off one hiatus only to go on another a few weeks later. BUT HEY INSTEAD OF INTERNING I'M ACTUALLY RELAXING THIS TIME. Going up to Maine for a little R&R with my bestie--- gonna have so much fun!

I'll only be gone for two weeks this time and I'm pretty sure I'll be able to get on most evenings. Wednesday thru Saturday of this week though, I won't be available at all. Road trippin! Thank you all for putting up with the recent lack of uh . . . everything. And thanks for being so awesome to me!

*** Feel free to message me IC and OOC throughout the next 2.5 weeks! My skype is available upon request as well! ***

#hiatus2k14;#hiatus #dgbfdkjgkd #i won't officially be gone until wednessday but this is like a headsup???

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"Hold me until I forget."

Sad ‘n’ fluffy RP starters!

It had come to this point. They were huddled together in her apartment in complete and utter darkness, thanks to a power outage in the area and their reluctance to get up out of bed and find candles. It seemed to trigger a different side of Peter, one that would admit to needing her instead of shying away and offering a stupid grin.

She couldn’t make him forget, though. Just like her, he had his demons, and they would follow him to the day he died. What she could do was pull him a little closer and hold him until it hurt a little less. Even if it took forever, she would sit, her fingers running gently through his messy hair, murmuring in his ear about a future where they could be different people and be a little broken family together, that is, if he wanted to—

And somewhere in between stories and musing and her desperately wanting to chase his fears away, came a quiet promise that the rest of the world would never acknowledge.

"I’ll never leave you. Not until you want me to."

#DGKHFSDGK #SOBBING #BECAUSE AHH #HER SAYING THAT WILL JUST ENLIST MORE FEARS #THAT WHAT IF SHE DIES #OR SOMETHING TERRIBLE HAPPENS TO HER #and in the end it turns out it was he who had the terrible thing happen to him #whoops

✌ ❖♝

Munday Funday! Send me one or more of the following symbols!

✌ - First rp muse you ever played.

Sherlock Holmes from BBC’s Sherlock. I don’t remember the URL at all but I do remember having nearly 800 followers and probably the coolest serial killer idea in the universe. Some days I really miss playing Sherly

❖ - TV show that pisses you off but you can’t stop watching like a train wreck?

The Walking Dead, Teen Wolf (because sometimes theY ARE SO STUPID LIKE COME ON SON WE ALL KNOW YOU KNOW HOW TO FIX THIS. JUST MAKE SURE THAT MOFO IS DEAD NEXT TIME. WE DONT HAVE TO SAVE THEM FROM THE EVIL. JUST KILL THE BITCH. DJFGFNDKJ), and Ghostwhisperer

♝ - Tell a story about something creepy that happened to you, either paranormal creepy, or people being weird creepy.

I don’t think this counts as creepy—— more like really really weird and disgusting but oh well. So me and my irl bestie were road tripping it a couple of weeks ago and ended up having to stop and get a hotel room at like this weird motel or whatever. It was really chill and cheep so we were fine with that. We just needed a place to sleep for the night. BUT DAMN THE WALLS WERE SO THIN. AND THE PEOPLE BESIDE US WERE HAVING THE LOUDEST SEX. LIKE JEEZE GUYS. SAVE ROOM FOR JESUS. So of course, my brilliant friend and I took one look at each other and knew exactly what to do. I don’t think I’ve ever embarrassed two strangers so badly before. Like we just got up to the wall, and pounded on it with our palms and screamed as sexily as we could ‘OH JOEY TRIBBIANI. HOW YOU DOIN’. OOOOOOOH JOEEEYY’ Our neighbors for the night stopped pretty quickly after that.

#meme;#beyondthefault #and this is why i dont go out in public often #lettersfromthepit

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munday funday !

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Send me one or more of the follow symbols!

☮ - If you could only eat at one fast food place for the rest of your life, where would it be? ✈ - First kiss story. ☠ - Embarrassing story from middle school. ✌ - First rp muse you ever played. ✖ - Have you ever had surgery, if so, where? ☢ - Hair color? Eye color? ☣ - Whats your favorite thing about yourself, physically && personality? ❖ - TV show that pisses you off but you can’t stop watching like a train wreck? ♔ - An unpopular opinion you have about something a lesser known fandom. ♚ - Favorite reality TV shows. ★ - Favorite TV shows outside of the tumblr huge realm, (excluding Superwholock, TVD, Teen Wolf, TWD, Marvel) ☆ - Pick five of your favorite movies that start with the first letter of your first name. ☄ - Do you have any weird sleeping habits? ◎ - Last thing you recorded on TV through TiVO or your DVR? ღ - Best present you ever received, worst present you ever received. ๏ - What do you like on your toast? Or bagels. ☺ - Preferred playing piece in Monopoly? ☻ - Do you believe in ghosts? Lochness monster? Bigfoot? Yeti? ♜ - What was the last thing you purchased? ♝ - Tell a story about something creepy that happened to you, either paranormal creepy, or people being weird creepy. ♞ - A favored holiday tradition. ♟ - Have you ever been in a school play? If so what, and who did you play? Or were you behind the scenes? ✿ - Favorite ice cream flavor? ✽ - Favorite pie or cake flavor? ☀ - Favorite actors or actresses beginning with the last letter of your last name? ☃ - Name some seemingly stupid things that make you really angry or annoyed.

#these questions are adorable #do the thingg yeah

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plots i want to do ;;

there’s a girl who wears long dresses and big boots that climbs trees for fun; loving the feeling of the sun against her skin. There’s a boy who passes the tree every day who’s afraid of heights. one day she convinces him to love the tree’s & the emerald green leaves and they whisper secrets to each other, he recites poetry and she makes jokes.

there’s a boy and he’s all alone in the big house of his. his parents are rarely ever home & he spends most of his time wanting to just talk to someone his own age. There’s a girl and she’s running away from home and she stumbles upon the boy with ink stains on his fingers living in the hollow home.

there’s a girl who lives in her own imagination, disliking the cruel harsh reality. one day she thinks up a boy —- a boy who turns out to be her only friend. She doesn’t think it weird that only she can see him; that only she can talk to him & as she gets older she gets more and more exposed to reality until she forgets about him. He comes back yeas later, to save her from a broken marriage — wanting nothing but a smile upon her face.

there’s a boy and he’s got bruises on his fingers because he takes his anger of the world out on other people ; there’s a girl and she’s practising to be a nurse & he comes to her & she helps him, not ever saying anything.

there’s a girl who can talk to ghosts. she likes this; feeling the age and wisdom slowly come off them & one day she meets a boy — he’s dead but he thinks he’s alive. living in his small patch of reality & dreaming of what once was. She doesn’t know how to break it to him and so does everything she can to make his small heart b e a t again.

there’s a boy and he hides his secrets in a journal his thoughts all kept in a small leather notebook. there’s a girl and she’s exploding with all of her thoughts that she can’t contain in her head anymore & keeps them all in a small leather notebook. one day they swap by accident and catastrophe occurs.

#wishlist;#i'm no queue for her

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Across the Way +nogoodx

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{ kailee }

She had gotten far too acclimated to the idea of sitting there for hours waiting for the landlady to call someone to let her in, so when he started to ramble instead of turning his back on her, Kailee paused. Usually, this would mean ulterior motives, but he seemed far too hopeless for that. Kai watched him, as if inspecting for weak spots and sizing him up for a fight. Her ego told her that if it came down to it, she could take him.

His hand was outstretched, offering her not just a boost, but a chance to turn this horrible week around. Maybe she was just being optimistic. Either way, she reached, grabbing it firmly and standing to her full height. Mind you, her full height wasn’t exactly all that tall, she still had to look up to see him.

The offers of fridge-bound take out and some company made Kailee grin a little. “Sounds like the contents of my apartment.” It was true. She didn’t exactly know how to shop like an adult, so she had made friends with most of the delivery guys in the area.

"Nice to meet you, Peter, even if it’s not in the best of the situations. I’m Kailee—-Kai is fine, though." It had become a reflex. Shorten her name, shorten the commitment anyone had to make to acknowledge her. It was bad enough he had decided to let her in, in the first place.

"And if the landlady asks, I definitely was not the one to key her stupid ferrari.”

There was a light pull at the corner of his lips as she took his hand. Even if it was for a brief moment in time, he couldn't help but to revel in the warmness that came with the contact. It had been far too long since he let himself feel anything but the freezing of despair that followed him through thick and thin. He spent far too many days wallowing in loss, swimming chin deep in the reality of life and death. There seemed as if there was no escape from the latter, regardless of how hard the supposed 'Hero' tried.

❝ Kailee? Cu- cute name. ❞ Abashed, color seeping into cheeks, he let his hand drop away from the other- focusing his attention on unlocking the door before the pair. ❝ I'll be sure to uh, direct the landlady to our glorious neighbors. Maaan, you'd think seeing the sock every evening you come home would be bad enough. But no! It's like they wear earplugs or something---- or at least I should start wearing them. I mean--- c'mon. When I want to watch the T.V, I can only watch the stations with subtitles! ❞

The lock clicked, hidden only by the awkward laughter that followed Parker's banter. When he was decked out in spandex, boy he could speak his mind like a true fearless soul. He could crack as many jokes as he wanted to, make as many puns that swam through his head. He was, if anything, a true conversationalist. But take that suit away from him . . . he was just awkward. A brainiac. Socially inept.

It made sense why he only had Gwen and Harry.

Now all he has is an obituary and an enemy . . .

Pushing the door open, Peter waltzed in, immediately throwing his jacket over a small back pack; its red and blue contents now hidden by green fabric. The foot table in front of the simple love seat was covered with piles and piles of opened books and scrawled notes (both contained information on reptiles; lizards to be exact, as well as electrical currents and genes (mostly dealing with splicing, slicing, and converging.).) Some pages were highlighted, others were sharpied to death.

The counters in the kitchen still held the remains of breakfast; a syrupy disaster of blackened waffles.The only other room besides the large loft they now stood in and the bathroom, was his own bedroom- the door cracked open to reveal a collaged map trying to pinpoint true identities of infamous Super-Villains in the metropolitan area.

And of course, every other available surface (including most of the love seat) was covered in piles upon piles upon piles of comic books. Spider-Man, Fantastic Four, Iron Man, The Fearless Defenders---- the list went on and on.

❝ Sorry about the uh, about the mess. ❞ He shot the other a shy smile, moving forward to kick the bedroom door close with his heel. "I'm sure it comes as no surprise to you that I- I don't really get company. Like . . . ever. Yeah. ❞

#lettersfromthepit #para #v; say something #messy cutie omg